21.O5.O9 and my insecurities bind me in a way that they have never before i can't deal as i mend my heart then leave it for him to break again. i refuse to show weakness and my fear of rejection shows me no mercy keeping me immured in its relentless prison refusing to make me free to express my feelings of hurt and the fact that i've been living in a pitiless turmoil that i've been left to deal with alone because this has been going on far too long but still, my heart cries for me to hold on. can he hear it? i doubt it and this can't be any good for me i know that it's completely unhealthy and it seems as if my pain has removed my need to eat because it feeds on the empty hopes that fill me and satisfy me but leave me gasping for more why have i allowed him to have this control over me? how do i get it back? i'm tired. so tired of it all and i wish i never knew how to fall wish that my heart never thawed and never allowed him to weaken my walls my tears are constantly being wasted on him and even though i know that he'll do me no good i can't quite seem to let go... 19.O5.O9 when will i be able to let go of this? it's like even when a new one comes along i can't help but reminisce on the good forget the bad i could care less about the horrible experiences we've had because i want this more than i've ever wanted anything before and he made it even harder to elt go when he promised me more hurt my heart? yes he did but he knows that i'm more than willing to forgive it seems as if he has found a way to use this against me and this whole thing has been so lengthy making it harder for me to move on and i don't know about him but these feelings i have will never be gone... 27.O4.O9 time brings realization facts are brought to the fore even if you choose to ignore it but along with bliss, ignorance bears consequences and once you've been let down hope bears emptiness... choose what you want to believe but choose wisely keep your expectations high but expect nothing from no one for expections bear heartbreak... |
these are. . . mostly remnants of my heartbreak. . . i yearn for the day that i can browse my blog without the urge to cry. . . . . . "now, keep in mind that i'm an artist & i'm sensitive about my shit." -Erykah Badu back in time. •October 2008 •November 2008 •December 2008 •January 2009 •February 2009 •March 2009 •April 2009 •May 2009 •July 2009 •September 2009 •October 2009 •November 2009 •December 2009 •January 2010 •February 2010 •March 2010 •April 2010 •June 2010 •July 2010 •August 2010 •September 2010 •October 2010 •January 2011 •May 2011 •June 2011 •August 2011 •December 2011 •January 2012 •March 2012 |